#Empath #poetry

Your stress can consume me,

Chip away at my core.

Your excitement elates me,

Makes me blossom, and more.

Crowded places overwhelms me,

I walk with my head down.

It isn’t from shame or shy,

Too much eye contact, and I drown.

Unless I feel your calm,

Even just in passing.

I’ll look up and meet your gaze,

It might save me from crashing.

Small gatherings and few friends,

Is my preference, a saving grace.

Because, to each and everyone around me,

Your feels, within me are laced.

-Jann Doe


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